John Jones
Stories
6
Chapters
3,883
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1.6 M
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Reading
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“Hey there, I turned my head away and you’re gone from sight, that’s not okay, you know,” a silvery voice soothed clearly inside Lyon’s eardrum. “Hmm?” Lyon turned and saw Farash smiling as she approached him. “You know, you’re traversing a dangerous area right?” “Oh, I know that,” Farash smiled before she darted her glance toward Cecile who smiled and shook her head. “You better watch your distance,” said Cecile. “Oh, c’mon sister, don’t be like that,” said…
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“Ah!” “W-What is that?!” Clouds of dark smoke were climbing the bright sky from the city. Screams of terrors roamed about as the people stood frozen with their eyes widened and lips gaping. Their lungs were taketh from them by the sight of a hovering beast with pair of scally heads. Its leathery wings unfurled wide open as its lungs breathed fire. The hide was darker than indigo and the roar was deafening. The shadow almost occupied the entire town, and it saw the mortals below under its pearly…
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“Now then, where is she?” Lyon looked left and right. The bustling town with the festive atmosphere hindered his sight. With the loud laughs and the toss of glasses, he couldn’t use his ear that well. It was a different mood compared to what happened inside the Guild Link Hall. “Took you long enough.” “Huh?” Lyon raised her brows before she saw Zelena walk past him from behind, from the corner of his eye. “Hah, they just want me to stay there a little bit longer.” “Heh, you think…
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“Heh,” Cecile smirked before she looked at them both with keen interest. “What do you want from me, really? I’m just a good old housewife.” “I can tell that you’re not ordinary,” Farash smiled before she muttered, “Especially if you can tame someone like that.” “Hmm, and you?” Cecile looked at Sakya. “He told me to ask you for permission,” said Sakya. “Hm? You met him before?” Cecile raised her brows. The adventurers started whispering to each other and gossiped…
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Zelena’s breath was robbed of her lung for as long as her eyes didn’t blink. Her dark eyes kept looking at the man in front of her with her hollowed mind. The strength, the speed, he had surpassed everything she thought he would reach in a span of time that was hardly conceivable even for the most talented of cultivators that she had met her entire life so far. Baik slightly widened his eyes before his pupils began to hover. His feet froze as he gulped his saliva down. He might be the Wing of…
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“The Fang? You’re here to visit her?” the Sword Prince asked. “Of course,” said Lyon with a smile. “But really now, why is everyone so shocked?” “I can’t say that this is something new, however,” the Sword Prince pulled out his sword and pointed at him. “If you want to get near her you need to get past me.” “Oooohh!!” the crowd was riled up with the open challenge from Sword Prince. The latter was smirking with his chin raised higher than usual. The obnoxious face was…
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“Pwah!” The White Crow gave out a satisfying grin. “Let’s enjoy the rest of the evening!” The White Crow raised his cup merrily and let the festive atmosphere fill to the brims with the guests’ smiles. His eyes hovered to the sides before his head slightly tilted as he saw a party standing at the entrance. ( That’s a new face ) thought White Crow before he shrugged and paid no further attention as he gulped another cup down his throat. “Hmm, I wonder who they are,” said Baiyun as he…
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A violin rested on top of a violinist’s shoulder. He slowly turned his head and put his chin against the chinrest while the hair of the bow gently kissed the strings. His four fingers were on the string, and his eyes looked at the conductor up front before nodding. The conductor nodded seeing the affirmation from the violinist before he looked at the rest of the orchestra. He raised his baton past the altitude of his hair along with his other hand. He looked at the sheets of music below his eyes before…
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The horses contracted their muscles as their hooves made a little splash against the soft ground. The wooden wheels were ever turning as they left the third and last checkpoint. The carriage was being basked on the left side by the shimmer of twilight, signaling the sun’s shift for the day. Up ahead was yet another city wall, the biggest than the other two. This was the frontier of the Mortal World against its own secrets. The Myriad Devils. Assid slightly bent his rein to control the horses. Once…
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Dawn was approaching fast, and the fresh wind of the first dew basked the hue of the adventurers that decided to take a rest at the first checkpoint. Lyon’s eyes fluttered before he got up and his eyes hardly made out what he was seeing before finding out that it was a wall. He glanced over his side and found no living soul inside the room where he had slept. “They are still as early as before,” Lyon smirked before sitting with his legs crossed. He furrowed his brows then closed his eyes. The…
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